Quotes About Acceptance

The word maybe was beginning to annoy me, because the only thing that was fixed was that maybe would be with me forever.

Lastly, the Hubermanns. Hans. Papa. He was tall in the bed and I could see the silver through his eyelids. His soul sat up. It met me. Those kind of souls always do--the best ones. The ones who rise up and say, I know who you are and I am ready. Not that i want to go, of course, but I will come. Those souls are always light becausre more of them have been put out............ Lisel. His soul whispered it as I carried him.

Returning and being let in: Two very different things.

Have me, they said, and there was no stopping them. They were frightened, no question, but they were not afraid of me. It was a fear of messing up and having to face themselves again, and facing the world, and the likes of you. There was nothing I could do. They had too many ways, they were too resourceful - and when they did it too well, whatever their chosen method, I was in no position to refuse.

One sat painfully now, among the falling chunks of rain, and the other stood next to her, waiting. "Why did he have to die?" she asked, but still, Rudy did nothing; he said nothing. When finally she finished and stood herself up, he put his arm around her, best-buddy style, and they walked on. There was no request for a kiss. Nothing like that. You can love Rudy for that, if you like.

Here is a small fact: You are going to die does this scare you? I urge you don't be afraid, I'm nothing if not fair - Death

Tradition can be a dirty word, especially around Christmas. Families all over the globe get together and enjoy each other's company for all of a few minutes. For an hour, they endure each other. After that, they just manage to stomach each other.

Marv glaubt an so etwas, und ich weiss, dass ich das nicht geringschaetzen sollte. Es ist, wie es ist.

Vivimos aquí desde hace casi un año y nadie, absolutamente nadie, ha movido jamás un dedo para ayudarnos o hacer que nos sintamos bienvenidos. No es una queja, no me malinterpretes. No esperamos nada. La gente ya tiene suficientes problemas en su vida...

No quiere amarme pero tampoco quiere perderme.

He would suffer before he'd belong, unable to show himself easily; a preference for greater hope—to find someone who would know him completely.

Sé lo que tengo que darle a Audrey. Audrey no ama a nadie. Se niega a amar. Pero lo necesita, necesita permitírselo aunque solo sea un momento. Necesita vivir ese sentimiento. Conocerlo plenamente. Al menos una vez.

Here's a small fact. You are going to die.

No me hagáis feliz. Por favor, no me cameléis y me dejéis creer que algo bueno puede salir de todo esto.

It was with great sadness that she realised that her brother would be six forever, but when she held that thought, she also made an effort to smile.

a letter to her for? You have to put up with her every day." Papa was schmunzel

They walked on in silence for a while, until Rudy said, "I just wish I was like Jesse Owens, Papa." This time, Mr. Steiner placed his hand on Rudy's head and explained, "I know, son—but you've got beautiful blond hair and big, safe blue eyes. You should be happy with that; is that clear?" But nothing was clear.

Un pequeño detalle: Morirás.

You are going to die. I am in all truthfulness attempting to be cheerful about this whole topic, though most people find themselves hindered in believing me, no matter my protestations.

Don't make me happy. Please, don't fill me up and let me think that something good can come of any of this.

You're an idiot-but you're our kind of idiot. Come on.

There was one thing that would never change. It was impossible to be angry at him for long.

Alles gut, Saumensch? No necesitaba una respuesta. Todo iba bien. Pero era terrible.

With the rest of them, he stood around the bed and watched the man die—a safe merge, from life to death. The light in the window was gray and orange, the color of summer's skin, and his uncle appeared relieved when his breathing disappeared completely. "When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist on his face.